The three enemies at the pinnacle of death were like wolves and tigers, and each attack was like the Grim Reaper wielding a scythe, and after several encounters, he was already physically and mentally exhausted.

He gasped, beads of sweat sliding down his forehead and merging into the cold blade. Inadvertently, Mu Yu's hand holding the sword was already covered with sweat, and the dripping sweat wet the hilt of the sword, like a cold snake meandering forward, and the slippery feeling made him feel uneasy.

The tired body trembled slightly in the calm after the battle, but Mu Yu's eyes were as sharp as a cheetah, and he did not let go of any possible threat. At this moment, there was a strange movement not far away, as if the spring wind was raising the dust, and it was like the autumn leaves were gently drifting.

Mu Yu's eyes widened, and a figure gradually became clear from the blur. It was an onmyoji dressed in ancient costumes, and his gait was calm, as if he was walking in the long river of time, and every step was crossing the edge of life and death. There was a strange aura exuding from his body, it was the breath of the habitat, full of life and strength.

Onmyoji's eyes shimmered with a deep light, and his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all things and look directly at the origin of life. He held an ancient charm in his hand, and the charm seemed to have life, trembling slightly in the onmyoji's hand, emitting a faint golden light.

In the hands of the Onmyoji, silver light flickered. It was his spell, like a silver chain, flying towards Mu Yu Thunder. Mu Yulei did not dodge, he stood in place, like a quiet lake, letting those silver chains fly. In the palm of his hand, the cyan light condensed, as if it was his strength and courage.

The chains struck him instantly, and the cyan light was swallowed by the silver light at the moment of collision. But Mu Yulei did not fall, but puffed up his chest under this heavy blow. There was a glint in his eyes, a light of determination and determination.

He strode forward, closing in on the Onmyoji. In his hand, the cyan light converged into a huge cyan long sword. He swung his sword and slashed at the Onmyoji, and the sword aura was like a rainbow, piercing the night sky. The onmyoji's complexion changed slightly, and the silver light instantly erupted, turning into a huge wall of light.

The sword qi hit the wall of light, causing a ripple. The onmyoji was shaken back a few steps by this force, and Mu Yulei also took a few steps back under the force of this backlash. But neither of them showed the slightest fear, but showed more perseverance in this strong impact.

In the hands of the Onmyoji, the silver light converged again. His face looked even more grim and mysterious in the reflection of the silver light. He slowly raised his hand, and the silver chains flew out again. But this time it was different, as the chains continued to split as they flew, as if countless silver snakes were swimming in the air.

Mu Yulei did not relax, he stood up, the cyan long sword in his hand shining brightly. He closed his eyes, as if feeling everything around him. His body trembled slightly, like a leaf in the wind, ready to dance.

The silver chains instantly surrounded Mu Yulei, but under the light of the cyan long sword, these chains could not get close. At this moment, Mu Yu thundered. He galloped out like a cheetah, his cyan sword slashing across the night sky like a bolt of lightning.

He approached the Onmyoji, and the cyan sword slashed out. The momentum of this sword is like a mountain and a sea, as if it is about to cut a hole in the whole world. Onmyoji's complexion changed slightly, and the silver chains instantly condensed into a huge silver pillar of light to block his attack.

Onmyoji, unlike those martial artists who only cultivate the power of martial arts, they not only cultivate martial arts, but also cultivate the power of the soul.

What Mu Yu can't accept the most is that these onmyoji can enslave the existence that the warriors can't resist - Shikigami!

Shikigami is a kind of life form forged by the Onmyoji with his own essence and blood, as well as special materials taken from heaven and earth.

Each Shikigami is equivalent to a martial artist of the same realm.

Moreover, Shikigami will not have feelings like warriors, and there will be no emotions such as greed, fear, etc.

They have only one goal - to kill!

Therefore, it is better to say that Mu Yu is now facing a martial artist of the same realm, it is better to say that he is facing a group of martial artists of the same realm.

Each of these martial artists of the same realm possessed extremely strong power.

"Buzz!"

A buzzing sound sounded, and a huge figure three meters tall appeared in front of Yaksha.

It's a giant frog.

But unlike ordinary frogs, this giant frog exudes an extremely strong energy fluctuation.

"Quack!"

There was a muffled sound from the giant frog's mouth, and then a green glow erupted from the frog's mouth.

"Bang!"

Yaksha's body exploded.

"Pounce!"

A muffled sound sounded, and a humanoid creature several meters tall and wrapped in black flames appeared in everyone's sight.

It is a humanoid creature with no facial features, but it is very tall.

"Retreat!"

Mu Yu shouted, and his body took the lead in rushing into the distance.

He knew very well that these Onmyoji and their Shikijin were too powerful, and he was no match for them at all.

Mu Yu confronted the four gods, and the breath of each other stirred in the air, forming an invisible storm. His target, the Onmyoji, stood leisurely behind, watching coldly, seemingly aware of everything about the battle.

Mu Yu is the embodiment of bravery, and his sword is like thunder, tearing through the darkness. With the help of his last strength, he broke through the blockade of the four-position gods, and the tip of his sword pointed directly at the Onmyoji. His sword light shone in the moonlight, and it seemed that even heaven and earth had been torn open by this sharp sword.

Four gods, each with magical powers and strange forms. They either opened their eyes angrily, or sneered at the corners of their mouths, or watched coldly, as if they were laughing at Mu Yu's ignorance. However, Mu Yu was fearless in his heart, and he regarded these gods as a trial, a mountain that he had to cross.

He galloped forward, like a thunderbolt, instantly penetrating the defense line of the four-position god. The sword light flickered, illuminating the night. He swung his sword and slashed at the last Onmyoji, but saw that the Onmyoji was not shocked or deceitful, waiting for his arrival.

When the sword blade approached, the onmyoji suddenly stretched out a hand, like a ghost, and accurately grasped the sword edge. His fingers were as hard as iron, and no matter how Mu Yu struggled, the sword could never advance a single bit.

However, the onmyoji only smiled lightly and stretched out a hand, as if chasing the wind and shadows, and accurately grasped Mu Yu's sword. His hand was as hard as fine iron, and no matter how Mu Yu struggled, the sword seemed to be tightly suppressed by a mountain, unable to move.

The Onmyoji sneered, and with his strength and dark luck, Mu Yu was instantly kicked out by that powerful force. His body slashed a parabola in midair and slammed to the ground, the sword slipping from his hand and out of his master's grasp.